"Ugh. Where am I? Oh I'm here. Where ever the hell here is. Let's take a look, a couple trees, a torch and chest, a cave, and a building. Wait what?" He ran over to the chest and broke the top off, finding these items. A note, a peice of bread, some wooden planks, and 2 iron daggers. He heard a growl behind him, and saw a man behind him. No ordinary man, a man with white soul less eyes. He charged, and he was flinged to the house.
He still had the note, which read:
"Dear Person,
If you have this, you should've received the mystical daggers, which can form 4 weapons. The Daggers, which have the best damage but the worst range. The bow, which needs string, and has the worst damage, but the most range. The sword, whichs has less damage than the daggers but more than the other two, and a meduim range. And finally, the Staff of The Gods. Having more damage than the Bow, but less than the sword. Good range. Figure out attacks, and forming. But those shall be haunted by Her... He's here! Ahhhhh! He-"
"Her? Whoever that was. Maybe I could find other people. Team up, defeat whatever keeps me here. Or maybe..." He heard a sound, and turned. Not the same, white eyes, but a brown eye with a green eye. "Hello!" He heard as he looked up at the man. A huge African man to be exact. 6'6", A diamond chestplate, with a golden sword.
"Don't kill me!" Brent pleaded. "Not going to." He responded. "I'm Mike." Well. That seems stereotypical. "I'm Brent." He told him. "You got a house Brent?" Mike asked. "No." Brent told him. "Come with me. I have another person living with me." Mike told him. They arrived at the 2 floored house. "Dave come down here! Look who I found!" Mike yelled up. A person came down, with white armour.
"Got someone for you to meet. This is John." Dave told Mike, obviously not wanting either Brent or John. "We need to move near a bigger city." John told them. "Griefers are getting closer."
[20 Minutes Later]
"Great. House burned down. No hope. Some white eyed fuck!" Dave yelled into the air. "Calm down please. Violence solves nothing!" John told him. "Minecraft Revolution. Solved freedom from not being able to leave city." Mike responded. "Happened so fast too. The griefing." Brent told them.
[15 Minutes Earlier]
"Well I'm going to fish, and you all stay here and do something." Mike told them. They all sat around bored. Brent was messing with his Daggers, John and Dave talking, and some white eyed person to kill them all. "That'sssss a nice houssse you have there. Would be a sssssshame if ssssomething happened to it." They all heard. Dave turned first, yelling out "OH SHIT GRIEFER!"
The fire was put, and the house burned rapidly.